Jun 21, 2010

The Road to Wembley, step 2: Origin of Sympathy

Down memory lane, the story of our three Devon lads had only just begun - and so had ours. One year earlier Marion renounced to go on our new school’s skiing trip in order to see a Bush concert. Guess who supported them on that same tour and that specific concert…
Infected by the festival fever, in 2001 we saw the likes of Foo Fighters (Dave Grohl is clearly the best person in the world), Faithless, Tool, Iggy Pop, Queens of the Stone Age, The Hives, Green Day, The Prodigy, Stone Temple Pilots and The Ataris (…not!).



Looking back, I realize how much this particular year has influenced me.
This was where it all started.
Things would never be the same afterwards.
Our generation’s nemesis was September 11th. Everyone remembers where he was, and with whom, when it happened. This year was characterised by so many spectacular things – both unbelievably positive and utterly dreadful.
Musically, 2001 was the year my taste was conditioned and shaped lastingly - personally too. In my memories this is the year of an endless summer - and of falling in and out of love.
With Origin of Symmetry my personal story with Muse began. From the lullaby-ish opener New Born (a title well chosen, for it describes the feeling this then young listener had, once the track was over) to the spherical outro of Megalomania:
it. was. un-be-lievable. I still vote for Plug in Baby as the song designed to shape a decade, maybe a young century even. Feeling Good is one of the unlikeliest cover versions ever – and brilliantly so. Fair enough, lads! Bliss and Hyper Music: enigmatic escalation. Whenever I listen to Bliss I always wish I could one day become this person Matt is singing about: someone whose soul can’t hate anything. I reckon this to be the state of inner happiness. Showbiz only hinted what Origin of Symmetry manifested: the creation of something so different, no other band would ever achieve to sound like it. Something so different it didn’t give a flying fuck about any kind of trend. There were walls to be torn down, and this band was ready to do it, brick by brick. There were boundaries to break and lines to be crossed. There was a piano to be played. And there was a guitar-god in the making, who played the riffs of several lifetimes at the beginning of one song.
Things would never sound the same anymore.
This record might not be their best. It might not be the one with the greatest impact, success, or popularity – but it was the one I related to in the first place, finally being ready at the right time. It simply marked my point of entrance into the universe according to Matt Bellamy.



Soundtrack of our lives:

Island in the sun – Weezer
Schism – Tool
Last Nite – The Strokes
Toxicity – System of a Down (Süssem!)
Wish you were here – Incubus
The lost art of keeping a secret – Queens of the Stone Age
Tribute – Tenacious D
Analog Boy – RX Bandits
Hands Down – Dashboard Confessional
Fell in love with a girl – The White Stripes

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